How to write ancient poems on father's shoulders

1, years shoulder and back bow, childhood play climbing mountains. As an adult, I began to know the first peak in the world.

2, childhood always wakes up in the middle of the night, watching you pay homage to the years of youth, you mark your back with fatigue and rotate like a tuo.

When I was a child, my father's shoulders were the backbone of that fine horse, bearing my childhood and galloping in the happy pasture. When I grow up, my father's shoulder is a boat of the Milky Way, carrying dreams to pick the stars all over the sky.